"Let's go!" Xiao Feng took the lead and stepped out of the spaceship. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

Guo Jing sighed slightly, and protected Gu Chuanxia to follow closely.

They came all the way to Datang and arrived in Shaolin very safely and did not encounter any attacks. This made everyone feel a little bad in their hearts.

There are three possibilities for such an outcome.

The first is that the strength they have gathered is too strong, and even the lock organization does not dare to attack and rob people. This kind of possibility is the lowest, and it is even a little funny, how can the lock organization that can make the two sects of Buddhism and Taoism plan for many years and endure for many years, how can it be so easy to be frightened?

The second possibility is that the Goldsmith is far less important than everyone thinks, and he may not have mastered the core secrets of the lock organization. It is not worth the lock organization to be exposed for him, and to start a war with the two gates of Buddhism and Taoism and the rivers and lakes of Kyushu, and make a big move.

And the third possibility is that they are also ready, and even plan to wait for everyone to gather in Shaolin, and then... Gather and annihilate.

Three different possibilities will inevitably lead to three very different outcomes.

If it is the third type, then it will not be long before the entire Shaomuro Mountain will be full of blood.

When everyone stepped out of the spaceship, they felt a heavy pressure, and the eyes of tens of thousands of people were focused on their bodies, and there were dozens of life-breaking masters hidden in the crowd, and there were many life-breaking powerhouses who stood in front of the stage on the bright side.

No matter what meaning the gaze of the strong means, it will cause people to be nervous.

"Here, here, look! The big man who walked in the front was Xiao Feng, such a burly and domineering figure, just with this momentum that led but not triggered, it was enough to suppress the world, and he really deserved to be the king of the Northern Heavens. "Insiders watch the doorway, laymen just come to see the excitement. After all, dealing with the lock organization is only a tacit understanding between the life-breaking masters and the big factions in the rivers and lakes, and those brave stragglers on the rivers and lakes are just watching the excitement, completely unaware that this grand gathering is very likely to turn into a terrifying killing and duel.

"Guo Jing! Guo Jing, why does she look so ordinary? I heard that his wife is the first beauty in the Southern Song Dynasty, and she doesn't seem to have much ability with such a look!"

Guo Daxia, that is a real hero, a great man, serving the country and the people is simply laying the foundation for my generation to walk the rivers and lakes, how can you slander here!" Someone next to him immediately retorted.

Followed by Gu Chuanxia, Murong Fu, Yideng, Huang Yaoshi and others, the golden lion king Xie Xun, Murong Bo and Xiao Yuanshan, the three monks followed, wearing gray monk's robes, and their breath was not revealed, making everyone think that they were just ordinary Shaolin monks, and did not discover their true identities.

"Who is the ancient legend? Is it the one who walks in the middle?"

"It should be! I haven't seen how advanced his cultivation is, he can actually catch the golden locksmith, amazing, amazing!" "Those who knew that the lock organization was powerful, they all looked at Gu Chuanxia at this moment, as if to see what he was capable of, to break the deadlock of thousands of years, and to be the first to catch the high-level of the lock organization, a golden locksmith.

Gu Chuanxia nodded to Xiao Feng and Guo Jing, untied the mountain and sea sword behind him with his backhand, and then the whole person soared and took off.

Standing in the clouds, looking down on the common people, Gu Chuanxia took a deep breath, and then swung out a sword.

Airplanes!

The mountains and seas roared, and all things mourned.

There was an extra heavy pressure in the air.

The Jianghu people who cultivated to be weaker even felt like fish thrown ashore, and they were simply out of breath.

"Look, what's that?" many people looked up, and then rubbed their eyes vigorously.

I saw that above the white clouds in the sky, a large crack opened, and a huge sacred mountain poked out of the void with a trace of outline and edges. Even this trace of contours and edges already makes people feel the pressure of dullness. It's a mountain with a verve, it's like the heaviest sword.

Gu Chuanxia stood in the void, holding the mountain and sea sword with both hands, and then pressed the blade down heavily.

"Out!"

With a loud shout, the huge mountain peak completely flew out of the crack, and then carried a huge might, pressing directly towards the center of the square.

The incomparably huge gravity carried the sharp qi, and it was about to crush the Shaomu Mountain to pieces.

Master Huineng suddenly opened one eye, and just looked at the falling mountain peak.

The huge mountain began to get smaller and smaller, smaller and smaller, and finally shrank to the size of a rockery that was only the size of an ordinary garden, but it still pressed the golden locksmith and slowly fell in the center of the square.

"What kind of skill is Master Huineng exerting?" Gu Chuanxia was extremely surprised, he could feel that the huge sword mountain had not really been weakened, its heaviness and strength had not changed. It's just that the form has shrunk for no reason.

Master Yideng guarded the side of Gu Chuanxia, and said at this moment: "In the past, when Master Yinzong was preaching the "Nirvana Sutra" in the Dharma Temple, there was a wind blowing from time to time, a monk said: the wind moved, a monk said: the flag moved, and the argument was endless, Master Huineng said: It is not the wind that moves, nor the flag moves, but the heart of the benevolent person is moved."

When the ancient legend heard this, he suddenly felt something, and thought of the eight desolations and six combinations. This is the 'me' in self-esteem, and it is also the 'heart' that Zen Buddhism pays attention to, interfering with reality with the self and the mind, and making reality the heart. To put it simply, it is the idealism that I think, therefore I am.

It's just that here, idealism is not false, but can really interfere with reality with the heart, such as Master Huineng. His body was old, his old eyes were dizzy, and when he saw it with one eye, the huge mountain was getting smaller and smaller in his eyes, so he thought that this mountain should be smaller and smaller, and finally the mountain really became smaller.

This is Huineng's Buddhism, this is Huineng's supernatural powers, and these methods are no longer involved in ordinary martial arts.

Under the peak, the golden locksmith also saw Master Huineng.

So he hurriedly guarded the mourning platform, forgetting about things and me, for fear that one would accidentally be spied into by Master Huineng and find out the secret in his heart.

"It turned out to be a visitor from heaven, but he stole the authority of heaven and earth, but he didn't know why he came. Master Huineng spoke.

As soon as this remark came out, the audience was silent, because the amount of information involved in this sentence was actually a bit large.

The goldsmith trembled even more, and the ground beneath him was quickly wet with cold sweat, and he began to struggle even more violently. However, the Great Five Elements Town Mountain Talisman that was suppressed on the mountain peak was shining, constantly stabilizing the mountain. As long as the golden locksmith did not surpass the power of the Great Five Elements Town Mountain Talisman, he would never be able to topple the mountain peak and regain his freedom.

Of course, it can also be someone else who climbs up the mountain and removes the talisman. In this way, the goldsmith will also be free.

"How do you know, I obviously didn't think about it, and such a memory should have been sealed in my heart. The goldsmith gritted his teeth, but the teeth kept colliding with each other, and they kept creaking, and when he spoke, his teeth bit his tongue several times, but he didn't seem to feel pain.

Master Huineng said: "You don't think about one thing, this is a thought in itself, and for me, a thought is the birth of all things." ”

(To be continued.) )